From The Heart-Deep In The Soul

They never forgive nor forget
They are just words to make you feel
Like nothing ever happened
Just another lie
Never the truth been told
Or found out
Just a little something something to
Help your wrong seem right

No one knows
Or ever will
How I truly feel

I am not strong
Only week
My heart is dead
Dead to me

I want life to just be over with
Sometimes I just cry in bed
I just need someone who loves me
Cares about me
And who thinks they understand or know me
All just for me
Not for who they want me to be
Or think I am
I am only me

Something to think about
All to see
Who really does care
Care for me?
Is it you?
Or maybe he?
I do not think either
That is just me

Scream
Stab
Shift
Slap

All toward you
Or away
Whatever
Never what you say

What you say?
Ha!
Who would believe a word of it?
Not I!
I am through with caring
And “falling in love”
I am through with you
I will just through you to the mob

I hate having to work harder than everyone
And still get barley by
I am an independent person
That may be why
I was born on the forth of July
That takes me back
Just to think
I remember walking up to mom
Whom was at the sink
And saying, “Since I have nieces and nephews and was born on the fourth of July
If I were born a boy, would you have named me Sam?”
“No.” She said, “Sam is a girl’s name.”
“It is short for Samuel, though
That is a boy’s name and this way
I could be referred to as
‘Uncle Sam’” I argued and walked away
with a smile
upon my face
Those days
When I was young
Were the best days ever
I wish I could go back in time
Keep it that way forever

Back to reality
I am some freak of nature
That no one sees
Are you blind?
Or is it me?
Am I truly someone invisible?
May sound cool to you
Not to me
Invisibility just hides your appearance
Not your heart and soul
Does not matter, though
I lost those years ago

I wonder everyday
I live on this earth
When I am gone
Will I be missed?
People tell me
They will miss me when I am gone
If you ask me
They are wrong
I am just a freak
An outcast
A loner
Why would anyone miss someone like me?

We are all born the same way
Naked
Cold
Bloody
No status
No haters
No hate
No anger
All from a women
Only difference
Really
Is the sex

Lets go back
Back to the day we were born
Live life
The way we did back then
As we grow older
We begin to realize
More and more each day
Babies and young children discover
Adults and teenagers wish
Dream
And hope

Lets go back
Back to the day when the world was just the world
And life was just life